NBA: Destroying Irving in the opening field

Chapter 114 Why Doesn't This Man Talk About Martial Virtue? !

Hood had no choice but to watch Wang Hao finish his shot.

"Shu~"

Three-point arrow, the flames of hell.

With this ball, the Lakers once again widened the point difference to 21 points.

But after scoring the goal, Wang Hao suddenly discovered a problem-since the 9 points in the first quarter, it was no longer Mitchell who defended him.

Except for a three-pointer after a steal, other subsequent scores are not included in the calculation of the task.

In other words, although he has scored 21 points now, in the "direct dialogue with Mitchell" stipulated by the system, Wang Hao only scored 12 points, which is as much as 9 points short!
And now, the second quarter is almost over.

If the Jazz didn't have a big explosion in the second half, the Lakers would basically punch in three quarters in this game.

[Then how do you get the remaining 9 points? ! ]
Wang Hao roared in his heart.

He didn't want the cooked duck to fly away.

Mitchell naturally didn't know what Wang Hao was thinking, otherwise he might be pissed off.

They only pick out sheep for wool, so they must make me bald.

Offensive and defensive transitions, the Jazz reorganized their offense.

Mitchell repeated the same trick, a left-to-right dribble, just found Gobert, and wanted to use the pick-and-roll to find a shot.

Unexpectedly, this time Wang Hao predicted the timing and position of the pick-and-roll in advance, moved ahead of time, and did not give Mitchell a chance to make a direct shot.

But after all, the latter is one of the best ball-handling attackers this year. He reacted very quickly, and immediately used a back turn and circled back to the left.

This time, Wang Hao was caught off guard.

Moreover, Zubac, who was assisting in the defense, was too slow at his feet, and this time he still couldn't keep up in time, giving half a step of space.

Ever since, Mitchell, who had just recovered some touch, chose to force Zubac to make a shot again.

"Shu~"

Three points again!

Mitchell, who hit two consecutive three-pointers, finally let go of his frowning brows and hammered his chest.

A confident smile reappeared on his face.

Zubac spread his hands in frustration, saying that he had tried his best to defend and could do nothing.

Wang Hao glanced at him, not very satisfied with this big white man.

It's not that he didn't help him defend Mitchell, but that he was denied two goals in a row, and he still wanted to throw the pot away.

In my impression, after Zubac was traded to the Clippers in the previous life, he also said a lot about the Lakers' eccentricities.

For example, "I didn't get enough opportunities", "If Los Angeles fans want to watch the playoffs, you are always welcome at the Clippers' home court."

As everyone knows, in his first two seasons, when he was slow, buttery, and out of shape, the Lakers gave him a chance (of course, because of the Lakers' weak lineup, they had to give him a chance).

[Maybe he has this kind of personality, so he can only be a role player all the time. ]
With this thought in mind, Wang Hao stopped worrying too much, and only thought that when he encountered a pick-and-roll in the future, he would handle it by himself.

The Lakers serve.

Wang Hao signaled to Brother Qiu that he would dribble past halftime.

Brother Qiu was a little surprised, but still handed the ball over.

"Wow, have you noticed? Judging from the body language of Brother Qiu just now, he satisfied Wang Hao's request without any hesitation. It seems that the Lakers have already regarded Wang Hao as the core." Wang Shipeng was still a little surprised.

"Guide Wang is too detailed, I mean too detailed." Ke Fan agreed with a smile.

Wang Hao's intention for this move is also very clear. If Mitchell doesn't come to defend him, he will take the initiative to find Mitchell.

Rubio originally waited quietly for Wang Hao's arrival in his own half, but he never thought that the opponent would change lanes halfway and head towards Mitchell.

He had no choice but to run in the direction of Mitchell.

At this time, Clarkson, who was facing Mitchell, was also a little confused. Why did Wang Hao come here? Isn't that overlapping with his own position?
For a while, the four gathered at a 45° angle on the right, and there was Ronnie Hood staring at him.

The scene seemed a little crowded for a while.

Regardless of these, Wang Hao simply waved at Mitchell, signaling him to come face to face with him.

"Good guy, Wang Hao made it clear that he wants to have a one-on-one with Mitchell." Ke Fan looked like he was watching the excitement.

"This reminds me." Wang Shipeng was about to speak.

"When I was in the national team." Ke Fan said.

"No, no. It reminds me of Kobe. He has the kind of character that if you hit me, I will hit you. In this regard, Brother Hao has a bit of a 'yellow mamba'." Wang Shipeng explained.

"Indeed." Ke Fan said.

　
Mitchell considers himself the proud son of the emperor, and he is very high-spirited, how can he stand this kind of provocation.

Immediately accepted Wang Hao's challenge, he stepped forward and waved his hands to the sides, signaling the others to go away. He was going to fight Wang Hao one-on-one.

After all, the NBA is also a small arena.

In the rivers and lakes, you have to talk about some sophistication of the world.

As a result, the 45° angle on the right side was cleared, leaving Mitchell and Wang Hao to start a two-person world.

Wang Hao lowered his weight, turned on [Butterfly Wearing Flowers], and slowly dribbled the ball under his crotch, observing the opponent's defense.

Mitchell was engrossed. Seeing that Wang Hao hadn't moved, he even patted the floor under him, which was very similar to Garnett's "iron and blood defense" starting style back then.

I don't know whether to give myself momentum or try to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

But... it's okay not to do this action.

As soon as he slapped the floor with his waist, Wang Hao reacted, and at the moment he slapped, he shot quickly.

Mitchell froze.

[Why doesn't this person talk about martial arts at all? ! ]
In the novel, when a master fights a trick, he will first shout "White Crane Spreads Wings!"

Wang Hao didn't say hello, didn't make any fancy moves, so he voted?

(End of this chapter)